Good Girls

Day 06

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After lunch the Marauders headed to their dorm as after a clever observation made by Remus "Damn it's cold," when they stepped outside. Remus was laughing on the inside though Imagining the boys reactions. James, Sirius, and Peter ran into the room to heat up. As they entered the room was coated in a silver lining. Tinfoil.
"WE'RE GONNA BE RICH!" Sirius and James chanted holding hands and skipping in a circle.
"Sorry to ruin your fun lads but that is Muggle tinfoil."
"What's tinfoil?" James asked Remus.
"Gather around Uncle Remus for story time, kids," Remus said kindly.
"Yayyyyyyy," Sirius and James cheered as they sat, cross- legged around Remus's feet and listened tentatively.
"Well, children in the Muggle World there is no such thing as warming spells. They use this for keeping food warm for extended periods of time," Remus said to the kinder full of joy.
"Thanks, Uncle Reme," James said, happily.
"Now, I think we should take all of the tinfoil off," Remus said seriously.
"Come on let's go help Peter," James and Sirius said.
"Guys, sorry to spoil your fun but you can't take some of the tinfoil off," Peter said. Sirius and James were actually figuring that out for themselves trying to pull of the tinfoil from their beds.
"You guys none of it can come off," Sirius complained. Remus walked up behind him and showed him how you can rip it.
"How is this silver breaking so easily?" James asked ripping it.
Remus sighed, "Haven't we already established that it wasn't silver?"
"I REFUSE TO BELIEVE!!" James said angrily.
"Fine, sell it to the Wizards. See how much money you'll make," Remus sighed. Remus walked over to his bed and ripped all the tinfoil off.
"Whoa, Reme how'd you do that?" Sirius questioned.
"Must be your werewolf powers, huh. Reme?" Jame inquired.
Remus rolled his eyes and said sarcastically, "Yes, it requires werewolf powers to rip off tinfoil."
"I knew it. I called it," James shouted, raising his hands above his head in victory.
"Well, I'm leaving. Coming James?" Sirius asked his friend.
"Sure," Sirius replied.
"Can I come?" Remus asked.
"Why of course, Reme," Sirius nodded.
"Who's going to clean up then?" Remus wondered out loud. Everyone glanced over at Peter who was being unusually quiet.
"Mich?" Peter asked in German, now.
"Not Mitch, silly. You!" Sirius pointed at Peter.
"Nein," Peter shook his head.
"Sirius, I think he is speaking German now, " Remus told Sirius.
"I see," Sirius nodded understandingly, "Tu completas mis quehaceres. Bien. [You complete my chores. Good]." Remus shook his head due to Sirius's confusion of German and Spanish.
"Nein, nein, nein," Peter frantically denied.
"Too late," James said walking out. Sirius, Remus, and Peter looked at each other for a moment and ran to the door.
"Lemme out," Remus groaned as they all got stuck in the door, "Sirius, your Tinker Bell hair is in my mouth!" Remus sputtered to remove Sirius hair from the vicinity of his mouth. Meanwhile, Peter layed sprawled on the floor of the dorm wondering how he ever got in this situation.
"Ich muss Riet [I need to diet]," Peter said eating a old lollypop he found on the floor while Sirius and Remus laid laughing.
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Hey,
You gotta love Peter's foregin languageness.
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